My innocense

Just a lot of personal s**t in poem form

It's missing, it's gone, oh where could it be? it's buried beneath my misery

the sweet, the happy where have they gone? I'm searching for a smile that is long gone.

Why can't I find it? Where could it be?

Maybe it's sinking in an ocean of tears, weighed down by an anchor of my fears, and I just can’t swim that deep down Or maybe I’ll try , maybe I'll drown.

I'm trying so hard to find that piece of me, the missing piece that will set me free even if free means I can't breath.

I've lost it,
I know It has a different shape
Ravenous, wild, pure hate,

The bruises have faded,
But the pain still remains,
I’ll never escape from my pasts cage. It's gone, so gone Yet I desire it so, I would give my last breath, My memories and more Just to be that little girl, who has my innocence.